does it have to start with a broken heart?
broken dreams and bleeding parts?
we were young and world was clear
but young ambition disappears
i swore it would never come to this
the average, the obvious
ah i'm still discontented down here
i'm still discontented
if we only got one try
if we only got one life
if time was never on our side
then before i die, i want to burn out bright
so a spark ignites in time and space
limping through this human race
you bite and claw your way back home
but you're running the wrong way
the future is a question mark
of kerosene and electric sparks
there's still fire in you yet
yeah there's still fire in you
i keep cleaning up the mess i've made
i keep cleaning up the mess i've made
i won't run away
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